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Game Master Great Green God

Xusius moves forward while making sure he stands next to Pau.

He speaks to whoever is impersonating Kreighton Shaine.

"Zou might as well give us ze rest of ze scroll, impostaire! Zou are ze one who impersonated Virml earlier. Now we zall put an end to zis farce. Both zou and zour Sir Crocodile zall not accomplish zour fiendish plot!"

He casts Enlarge Person on Pau.

"Attack ze crocodile, Pau!"

"Um, you absolutely sure about that?"

This could go very wrong. VERY wrong!

Deluge pops a whole handful of chewy dried fruit into his mouth - stress eating. Shane is NOT someone he has high on his list to antagonize.

Yangrit stomps up the stairs, calling down to the others: "It is going south quickly up here. Hurry up, everyone!" She sidles into the room, slipping between Pau's knees. Of course he chooses to enlarge the man instead of me. If only I was a better swimmer, perhaps he would think I was just as capable!

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
Does Dean Shaine look/act like the real Dean Shaine?

Once she's clear of Pau, and grateful that he doesn't wear a kilt, she addresses the occupants of the room. "Now, hold on. Maybe he is a doppelganger, or maybe he is not. So, Dean Shaine, how do you intend to prove to us that you are who you appear to be? ... Also, please explain the crocodile." She gives the oversized white reptile the side eye.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27
To what extent does she believe his response?

"Should we share with the venture captain the poems we found?"

”Um, sorry, didn’t know you were working in here. Uh, nice view, eh,” Pau stammers as a large drop of blue ink falls from the bridge of his nose to the now colorful floor. ”I’m not good at the magic stuff, but either there are two Virmyl’s or one is an impersonator and I’m not sure which. One of you smart ones get up here and explain all this,” he barks at the others.

"Oooh-kay."

Xusius moves forward while making sure he stands next to Pau.

He speaks to whoever is impersonating Kreighton Shaine.

"Zou might as well give us ze rest of ze scroll, impostaire! Zou are ze one who impersonated Virml earlier. Now we zall put an end to zis farce. Both zou and zour Sir Crocodile zall not accomplish zour fiendish plot!"

"Attack ze crocodile, Pau!"

"Hold that thought. I would like to hear from the others first." Shaine says and quickly casts a spell at the elf.

Xusius Will save (DC 17) or be paralyzed.

Does Dean Shaine look/act like the real Dean Shaine?

"Now, hold on. Maybe he is a doppelganger, or maybe he is not."

"Yes, maybe I am not. Perhaps I am a powerful Pathfinder wizard and loremaster, your immediate superiors, who is feeling a bit put out just now."

"So, Dean Shaine, how do you intend to prove to us that you are who you appear to be? ... Also, please explain the crocodile." She gives the oversized white reptile the side eye.

"What!? Did I not just say I was a wizard? We all have crocodiles, my dear. Granted not many are as impressive as this one, and most are um, dee ee aye dee, stuffed and hung from wires in our laboratories, but that's beside the point. It has been a very trying evening, and I would like to hear what you have found."

Pau waits for the spell to take effect. He wasn’t sure that a pathfinder leader would use a spell on their little group. Didn’t seem right.

Listening from the back of the group, Hannar thinks to himself..."They do know he's a powerful Wizard, right? They better be right or we are all in deep trouble."...as he tries to figure out what spell was just cast....

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

A grunt escapes the dwarven woman. "Hmp. He seems like the real deal. So, Dean Shaine, where is the Virml we were all speaking to earlier? We found this toothless one locked in a birdcage in the basement. He seems hapless enough to be the real one, which would make the other Virml a potential threat. Oh, and a giant fish lady is spewing all the water so she can find pieces of that poem. We found some." As she waves for the guys to produce the scraps of parchment, the thought occurs to her that she probably should have brought along that darkness book, and mentally grumbles at the thought of having to dive back downstairs to get it.

I thought you did bring it along and stashed it in your backpack because it put the darkness effect out.

That's what I remember as well.

D'oh! You're right. I remembered that wrong. Looking back, our GM clearly stated that the area got brighter when Yangrit put the darkness book into her pack. Now as to whether or not it is still legible after being submerged for so long, I guess we'll just have to wait and see.

Xusius is apparently unable to speak. "..."

Pau was watching carefully. He’d still never heard of one of the head hooha’s casting a spell on one of the agents before. Maybe the elf was right, he thought, watching Xusius, noticing ne had stopped the spell he was casting on Pau.

Unconcerned about the motionless elf, Deluge chime in.

"Well, um, we gave away some of the fragments to the big fishy thing. It really, REALLY wanted to have them. We do have a piece left, though I at least was planning on handing it over to see what happens. I'm hopeful that once it has all the pieces it will swallow all the water and go away."

Listening from the back of the group, Hannar thinks to himself..."They do know he's a powerful Wizard, right? They better be right or we are all in deep trouble."...as he tries to figure out what spell was just cast....

Was gonna tell you and then I realized Hannar would not have made it into the room to see. EDIT He could do it on a double move, but that would put Hannar in the front line of the group. Where he is at present is where he would have gotten with one move.

Map updated

D'oh! You're right. I remembered that wrong. Looking back, our GM clearly stated that the area got brighter when Yangrit put the darkness book into her pack. Now as to whether or not it is still legible after being submerged for so long, I guess we'll just have to wait and see.

The book was on a shelf high enough to be dry when you found it. However, the party did not take it, because while the darkness could be dowsed by placing it in a closed container the book was magicked in a way so that it made sounds like a panicked crowd of torture victims every time that Yangrit (her clothing, gear, and the water around her) made a sound. The louder the sound the louder the voices.

Pau was watching carefully. He’d still never heard of one of the head hooha’s casting a spell on one of the agents before. Maybe the elf was right, he thought, watching Xusius, noticing ne had stopped the spell he was casting on Pau.

Obviously Pau has never met Master of Spells, Aram Zey. ;)

Unconcerned about the motionless elf, Deluge chime in.

"Well, um, we gave away some of the fragments to the big fishy thing. It really, REALLY wanted to have them. We do have a piece left, though I at least was planning on handing it over to see what happens. I'm hopeful that once it has all the pieces it will swallow all the water and go away."

"'Big fishy' thing you say?" he lets it hang. "And did your investigation shed any more light upon the fragments themselves?"

"The fragments are all part of some sort of poem or riddle. But it seems as though whatever is written on the paper comes to life after it is read. It is like the entire archives are out of some sort of fairytale...it's a nightmare!" The ranger take a swig from his flask, really not knowing what to do with any of this information that is being shared around.

"Maybe you can take a look at the fragments we have, sir?" he offers as a passing suggestion.

Shaine beckons whomever has the pieces up to the desk.

The giant albino crocodile looks on with interest, but doesn't seem interested enough to eat anyone (yet).

The round passes, and Xusius can try to make the save again (Will DC 17). New round!

Sense motive 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

Maybe he was barking up the wrong tree as none of the others in the group seemed the least bit worried. Pau tried to closely observe the fellow.

Sense motive (like Diplomacy) usually takes at minimum a minute of time to pull off under these circumstances, and because we are currently in rounds--due to spell slinging, I'm holding off on answering just now.

The giant, albino crocodile playfully thuds its heavy tail, tipping over a work desk.

Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

I've tried to post this twice already.

The site's been a bit weird for me too the last couple of days.

This tracker is just to keep us moving since we are in rounds for now. No one has punched anyone yet--except perhaps Shaine magically incapacitating Xusius.

Round 2! (Theme ♬)
The Bold May Act!
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__ Deluge
__ Hannar
__ Pau
__ Bernard
__ Xusius paralyzed
__ Shaine
__ Yangrit
__ Albino Crocodile
__ Virml?!?

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Pau begins collecting the fragments of the scroll and moves across the desk from Shaine.

If someone would be so kind as to move me, please...

Hannar moves into the room dragging Virml with him. "This is the guy we found downstairs locked up."

Bernard nods at Hannar, "Indeed. Hey Virml, do you know our captain here?" hoping the pathfinder would have some memories of dealing with Shaine.

Otherwise, Bernard is very relaxed, and calm and has not drawn any weapons.

Deluge remains in his safe place out of view of the potential not-Shaine and quite leery of the croc, having just experienced how cranky a reptile can be. He decides to pray to Desna, the Goddess of Luck, feeling he might need a dose soon.

Sneaking this in to keep the flow going!

Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

Pau begins collecting the fragments of the scroll and moves across the desk from Shaine.

Shaine looks them over. "Hm, Yes."

1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19

Pau notes that the Master of Scrolls seems to have another portion of the scroll in the collection of damp papers and and arcane tomes spread upon the desk. He can see a bit of it sticking out of pile near the top.

Hannar moves into the room dragging Virml with him. "This is the guy we found downstairs locked up."

"Yes, of course, Virml." says Shaine as if discovering a hair in his soup. He very quickly moves on though. "Have any of you come to any conclusions about about the scroll, or its fragments, or how they might relate to the problem at hand?"

Bernard nods at Hannar, "Indeed. Hey Virml, do you know our captain here?" hoping the pathfinder would have some memories of dealing with Shaine.

"Um thure. That'th the Mather of Throllth, Dean Quitin Thane." says Virml, dispirited by Shaine's reaction to his presence.

Shaine quickly glances at the scroll fragments presented to him before returning to his perusal of the other texts upon the desk. Delaying for more in-put.

Round 2! (Theme ♬)
The Bold May Act!
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__ Deluge
__ Hannar
__ Pau
__ Bernard
__ Xusius paralyzed for now, but makes his save round 3
__ Yangrit
__ Shaine
__ Albino Crocodile
__ Virml?!?

Map Updated

Why does he seem to no longer be in such a rush to end this? Impatiently, Yangrit comments: "If you are finished looking at them, we should take them to the giant fey fish lady. That is the reason she is flooding the place: so she can find them more easily. We have reason to believe that she will stop once she has all the fragments, so we should deliver all of them to her as soon as possible."

”How did you get a fragment? Let one of our spellslingers take a look at your scroll. Maybe they can figure something out about it. Do you have any others?”

Why does he seem to no longer be in such a rush to end this? Impatiently, Yangrit comments: "If you are finished looking at them, we should take them to the giant fey fish lady. That is the reason she is flooding the place: so she can find them more easily. We have reason to believe that she will stop once she has all the fragments, so we should deliver all of them to her as soon as possible."

"If your 'big fish thingy' as Deluge calls it is actually a fish wouldn't it find things easier in water?"

”How did you get a fragment? Let one of our spellslingers take a look at your scroll. Maybe they can figure something out about it. Do you have any others?”

"It must have been in the pile of books and paper that was recovered earlier." says Shaine. "But certainly have a look perhaps your friends can make some sense of it."

Assuming folks come up to the desk to take a look....

Round 3! (Theme ♬)
The Bold May Act!
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__ Deluge
__ Hannar
__ Pau
__ Bernard
__ Xusius
__ Yangrit
__ Shaine
__ Albino Crocodile
__ Virml?!?

Map Updated

"Interesting, Shaine how did you happen across that piece anyway?" he sighs, "They read as if there is an order to these exerts. Perhaps we can rearange them to make more sense?" he comments, without moving up in the room.

And there is that mention of a crocodile. A crocodile in the poem. And in this room!

While the others start rearranging the poem, Deluge offers a question.
"Say, Mr. Shaine, how did you come across that crocodile there anyway?"

Yangrit's belief that this Shaine is the real Shaine is a fickle thing: reasonably assured one moment, quavering the next. She sidles along the wall of the room toward the desk, just in case the worst happens. It wouldn't do to be too far back to be capable of helping Pau.

"Interesting, Shaine how did you happen across that piece anyway?"

"No doubt it was among the bits that Virml brought to the meeting."

And there is that mention of a crocodile. A crocodile in the poem. And in this room!

While the others start rearranging the poem, Deluge offers a question.
"Say, Mr. Shaine, how did you come across that crocodile there anyway?"

"I thought I explained that already. I am a 'wizard'. We all have alligators, or crocodiles." says the dean as if schooling a particularly slow student.

It makes perfect sense to Deluge now--even if he doesn't understand a word of it.

And there is that mention of a crocodile. A crocodile in the poem. And in this room!

While the others start rearranging the poem, Deluge offers a question.
"Say, Mr. Shaine, how did you come across that crocodile there anyway?"

Pau is the only one in the party who can currently make out the new poem fragment (or even rearrange them without some form of telekinesis) as everyone else including those who could read it is about 30' away.

Round 3! (Theme ♬)
The Bold May Act!
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__ Deluge
__ Hannar
__ Pau
__ Bernard
__ Xusius
__ Yangrit
__ Shaine
__ Albino Crocodile
__ Virml?!?

Map Updated

"Perhaps you should go back down and try to find the rest of it before giving me your full report." says Shaine irritably.

"But we've searched the entire archives, there is no where left to look. You're a smart guy, Shaine, how many more pieces do you think there could be?" He pauses, "Or where else do we look?"

Bernard gives details about all the locations they have scouted, before coming up here...

Pau takes a deep breath and hops to the top of the wizard’s desk. ”I might be drummed out of here if I’m wrong, but I’m pretty sure you aren’t the Dean,” he yells as he kicks out, trying to smack the ‘Dean’ in the head.

Attack 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

Damage 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Xusius snaps out of his paralysis. Since Pau moved away, he makes a snap decision about who to cast Enlarge Person]/i] on. He fires a [i]Magic Missile from his wand at the imposter masquerading as Shaine and then runs over to Yangrit.

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

He also screams, "It's an imposter! Attack!"

"Well, you only live once!" says Hannar the Wild, cackling with glee as he casts a spell.

Glitterdust. Will DC=12

"Huh? What, have you gone crazy, why are you attacking a Venture Captain!?" Bernard looks suprised and shocked both at the same time, as he takes a swig from his flask.

Deluge scootches out of sight and begins casting a call lighting spell where 'the VC' cannot see him.

Several things all happen at about the time.

First, Pau kicks the Master of Scrolls in the face sending him backward into the glass wall.

Second, Xusius launches a magical dart from his wand at the stricken Dean. *PEW!*

Third, magical pixie dust falls like rain upon the giant crocodile, just as the creature had closed its eyes--possibly for a rest. The noise at the front desk though instantly arouses its interest.

crocodile Will: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Deluge demonstrates the surprising nimbleness of certain fat men in slipping away through the door, like a big balloon finding the an open skylight.

For his part, Bernard, takes another drink.

Shaine plastered against the big window with his head bowed says: "Let me guess, I gave you a bad grade in some class. Is that it?"

But when he looks up he looks different. "You can tell me; student-teacher confidentiality."